Emperor Eteria came into the bedroom with the canteen and letter after checking the surroundings. He then sat down at the table to read the letter. Coincidentally, the place where he sat was the spot that turned its back on the moon.
‘Your Majesty.’
The letter began very politely, and the handwriting was elegant.
‘If there is a way to cure Empress Eteria, what will you do? Give the medicine in the canteen to the Empress.
I wish it to be the medicine to cure Her Majesty. However, the Empress must drink it all without leaving even a drop.
I have accurately measured the amount, so it is hard to obtain the effect if even a drop is tasted by others.’
At the absurd content of the letter, Emperor Eteria let out a hollow laugh. There was no sender, and there was no explanation for what the medicine in the canteen was.
The moonlight disappeared from Emperor Eteria’s eyes, and only darkness cruelly settled.
‘Is it a trap?’
But Emperor Eteria’s pupils wavered as he read the sentence that said it was medicine to cure the Empress.
‘If you cannot trust it, throw it away. Whether to drink or throw away, it is all both of your choices. But if it were me, I would try something for the Empress rather than doing nothing.’
The words written in the letter pounded Emperor Eteria’s heart. His trembling eyes turned to the canteen he held.
It may be a trap. But even knowing it all, a flame of hope sprang up deep inside that this might be a hand of salvation sent by God.
‘You will no longer have to suffer.
You can ride horses and roam the plains happily as before. Have a child who looks just like both of you, travel everywhere, and wish for a happy future.’
At the words that drew an impossible future, Emperor Eteria finally put down the letter and covered his eyes with his palms. Sobs flowed between his tightly closed lips.
Then a gentle hand reached out from behind.
“Whether it’s poison or medicine, we must try everything we can, dear.”
A firm yet gentle voice flowed. As Emperor Eteria quickly turned his head, Lisa, who had woken up at some point, was standing there.
“Even if I take the poison, I will die now, and even if I don’t, my life won’t last long. If it’s medicine, I will live, or else die. What else can be done?”
“……Do not say such things. I cannot bear a day without you.”
Lisa smiled bitterly and caressed the cheek of Emperor Eteria, who was crying like a child.
“Your Majesty, don’t say that. I can’t bear the Eteria Empire without Your Majesty either.”
And then Lisa snatched the flask in his hand and gulped it down without a chance to stop her.
(This is a time separator.)
“My Lord Duke. As you commanded, I have placed the letter and flask in front of Emperor Eteria’s bedroom.”
A masked spy knelt in front of Duke Liranef and reported politely. The Duke nodded his head slightly and then swung the sword he was holding mercilessly.
Swish!
Without a blink of an eye, the spy’s red blood scattered into the air. Duke Liranef carelessly wiped the blood splashed on his face with a handkerchief and muttered.
“Your work is done, so go to hell.”
I’ll follow you there someday.
It was completely different from the face that smiled in front of Teriella some time ago. When Duke Liranef gestured, the servants who had been standing around quickly removed the corpse.
Duke Liranef looked at the high moon to shed light on the darkness and then turned his head and drew the curtain.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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